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When it comes to being intimate with him, Fu Ci has never had a sense of proportion.
At this moment, he was surrounded by people, and he didn't know when his hands were pressed by Fu Ji, and he was bound and pulled over his head, as if to make his movements more convenient.
Fu Ci rubbed Qi Yan's Adam's apple with his lips, really like a dog, and he didn't deny it, "Wear a turtleneck sweater tomorrow, you can't see it."
But the fact that others can't see it doesn't mean that Qi Yan can endure such torture now.
He suppressed the strange voice in his throat, kicked Fuci's calf, closed his eyes and compromised: "Don't kiss, I said it."
"You are the most likable."
Because he was too embarrassed, Qi Yan kept his voice very low, also to prevent Fu Ci from hearing his strange tone.
Fu Ci's kiss at this time has already landed on Qi Yan's jaw, and after a while, he will be able to kiss Qi Yan's lips.
After Qi Yan made a sound, Fu Ci's movements paused, but quickly recovered, biting the tip of Qi Yan's chin like a punishment, "The voice is too low, I didn't hear it clearly."
Seeing that Fu Ci's kiss was about to be pressed, the sense of urgency made Qi Yan subconsciously say in surprise, "You are the most likable!!!"
The amplified volume quieted the entire bedroom.
Liu Liu and Song Yang were eating chicken in the double row, but the sound of the keyboard suddenly slowed down.
"Qiyan, do you think we're noisy?" Liu Liu said cautiously. He didn't actually hear what Qiyan said. He only felt that there was some movement on Qiyan's bed. Now that I think about it, it might be that he disturbed Song Yang. It's time for people to rest.
"We'll go to sleep after playing this game, right away!"
After Liu Liu finished speaking, he winked at Song Yang, meaning a quick decision.
The sound of the keyboard below rang again, and while Qi Yan was relieved, he shoved away the person who was lying on top of him and laughed non-stop, sat up, and gritted his teeth: "Fu Ci!"
If it weren't for the huge disparity in strength, he really wanted to kick Fu Ci out of bed directly.
"Well, here it is!" Fu Ci replied with a good temper, and did not forget to squeeze Qi Yan's warm face, "Be good, don't be angry."
After he finished speaking, he tucked the prayer into the quilt and tucked the quilt for him, "Don't come out, it's finally getting warm."
He fumbled for a moment on the bed, found the hot water bottle that he squeezed into the corner, put it into Prayer's arms, "hold it to sleep."
Qi Yan squeezed the corner of the hot water bottle, pursed her lips, and ignored him.
Sugar-coated cannonballs, he doesn't eat this.
Fu Ci didn't care, and stretched out his hand into the quilt of Qiyan again, so frightened that people rolled to the side, but was quickly pressed by Fu Ci's eyes, "Don't run, I'll see if your feet are still cold."
Fu Ci put the foot of the prayer in the palm of his hand and covered it, "It's not cold, but it's not hot. I'll leave when I'm warm, don't drive me away."
In fact, he habitually came to Qiyan every day to warm his hands and feet. Sometimes he just held him for a while without speaking. When Qiyan was hot, he would leave and put a large hot water bottle in place.
But today, the phone call at home made him really not in the mood, and he was afraid that his bad mood would affect Qi Yan, so he filled a hot water bottle for emergency.
Qi Yan felt that it was rude to be held by someone's hands while barefooted, so she shrank back, "Isn't there a hot water bottle? I'll warm myself, don't use your hands."
Isn't that the purpose of Fuci preparing a hot water bottle for him?
"I'm happy." Fu Ci didn't let go of the prayer, "Besides, how could a hot water bottle be as effective as me?"
Qi Yan listened to Fu Ci's righteous tone, and knew that he couldn't speak to this person, so he didn't move.
The heat from the opponent's palm is transmitted little by little, which is indeed much easier to use than a hot water bottle.
He actually thought that Fu Ci would not come tonight, after all, he was given a warm hot water bottle.
Now I'm afraid he's cold, don't worry to make sure?
But he had been here more than 20 years ago, so he was used to it.
Qi Yan thought so in the bottom of her heart, but she forgot the embarrassed appearance of her body huddled in the cold blanket just after she went to bed.
I have long been accustomed to the warm embrace, how could a small hot water bottle be useful...
Qi Yan's face was inexplicably hot, and he curled his toes involuntarily, but he was gently and forcefully unfolded by Fu Ci, "Don't shrink, it's warm!"
Fu Ci didn't know what Qi Yan was thinking, so he kept his promise and made sure that Qi Yan's body was warm.
"I'm leaving, good night."
Fu Ci opened the curtain of the bed, raised his foot over the railing, but was grabbed by the corner of his clothes when he was about to leave. what's-
Those are the lips of prayer, different from the coolness on the basketball court. At this time, they are soft and hot. They are not kissed on the corners of the lips, but directly attached to his lips.
The dry lips of the two gently rubbed each other, like a careful test, and also like an unconscious intimacy deep in love.
Fu Ci even faintly felt the moist breath between Qi Yan's lips, as well as the little dampness on the inner lips.
But when he came back to his senses, Qi Yan had long since retreated, leaving him with only a lowered bed curtain.
Qi Yan tapped with his fingertips there, "Fu Ci, good night."
The next day, Friday afternoon, the art department and the computer department had no last class. Qi Yan was in the dormitory refining the basketball game paintings, while Liu Liu and Song Yang were changing clothes and preparing to go out to watch a movie.
"I also want to ask Brother Ci how the movie is about! I didn't expect him to disappear after class." Liu Liu complained, and then he didn't forget to add a scarf to himself.
Song Yang saw that he was almost wrapped into a ball, and said in disgust, "Is it so cold outside?"
It's spring, the weather is getting warmer, there is no need to wear such heavy clothes, and there is still the sun today.
"You know shit." Liu Liu wrapped the scarf, "I bought this new, of course I have to bring it to the world."
I also rarely go out at school on weekdays, let alone watching movies.